a man can lose his past, in a country like this wandering aimless parched and nameless a man could lose his way, in a country like this canyons and cactus endless and trackless

searching through grim eternity sculptured by prehistoric sea

seven cities of gold stories that fired my imagination seven cities of gold a splendid mirage in this desolation seven cities of gold glowing in my dreams, like hallucinations glitter in the sun like a revelation distant as a comet or a constellation

a man can lose himself, in a country like this rewrite the story recapture the glory a man could lose his life, in a country like this sunblind and friendless frozen and endless

and the nights grow longer, the farther i go wake to aching cold, and a deep sahara of snow

seven cities of gold stories that fired my imagination seven cities of gold a splendid mirage in this desolation seven cities of gold glowing in my dreams, like hallucinations glitter in the sun like a revelation distant as a comet or a constellation

that gleam in the distance could be heaven’s gate a long-awaited treasure at the end of my cruel fate

seven cities of gold stories that fired my imagination seven cities of gold a splendid mirage in this desolation seven cities of gold glowing in my dreams, like hallucinations glitter in the sun like a revelation distant as a comet or a constellation